Be You Intro by Kidd Adamz Lyrics
I was raised in the new age
Now they grippin' Macs with the scopes on it
Runnin' up in traps cause they dope hungry
Young lil' hittas' with the dope money
Dope money, I was never into coke money
But I was into kickin' door money
Lickin' on my tip then she blow on it
I remember days I was so hungry
Now I'm in the booth spittin' clips with it no frontin'
Kush pack propaganda got these hoes stuntin'
Let me clear the smell with this cocaine
And it's sick how I ball no Rogaine
Oh man, Kidd with the gas no propane
No games, grippin on a joy stick, point aim
Let it rip, let the blood drip on thе melody
Let it be, livin' for thе cause what you tellin' me
I do this for all of my niggas
I do this for all of my bitches
I do this for all of the hustlers
I do this for all y'all who with it
I do it and do it alone
I'm doing this shit on my own
I'm doing this shit for my village yeah
I'm doing this shit to be strong
Pullin' up, pullin' up I got a mask on
See the same fuck boy that was hatin' on the last song
Act wrong, they gon' hear that bullet when that blast gon'
Get the cash, then I clip his ass hit the back door
Jump inside the all black 'Yota then I mash
Cop me a .40 that was colder than the last
Celebrate a win with my youngin's on the move
And I made "A Sweet Lick" just to put me in that mood
Real talk man, I ain't never been the one to talk man
Hoppin' off the porch with a BB and some pellets
Actin' careless, I was fearless, had the pride and the heart game
Talkin' out the side of your neck get protection
Cause these soldiers I be with lookin' through the red dot aim
Trappin' out the fort with a TV and a dresser full of pressure
Tryna' sell it than we move it out the box man
Than we move it out the box
Use to puttin bank rolls in a shoe box
2 or 3 bands stuffed in a tube sock
Use to movin' work out when it's too hot
Ask my nigga Gucci he'll tell you no lie
And my OGs was used to movin' the bass
Try to make a play you'll leave with 2 in your face
Do it for the niggas that never knew they was great
And if you on the bottom I know that you could relate
This shit for you
Just for you
Just for you
Just for you
Just for you
I do this for all of my niggas
I do this for all of my bitches
I do this for all of the hustlers
I do this for all y'all who with it
I do it and do it alone
I'm doing this shit on my own
I'm doing this shit for my village yeah
I'm doing this shit to be strong
I do this for all of my niggas
I do this for all of the hustlers
I do it and do it alone
I'm doing this shit for my village yeah
I'm doing this shit to be strong
I do this for all of my bitches
I do this for all y'all who with it
I'm doing this shit on my own
I'm doing this shit to be strong
Just for you
Just for you
Just for you
Just for you
Now they grippin' Macs with the scopes on it
Runnin' up in traps cause they dope hungry
Young lil' hittas' with the dope money
Dope money, I was never into coke money
But I was into kickin' door money
Lickin' on my tip then she blow on it
I remember days I was so hungry
Now I'm in the booth spittin' clips with it no frontin'
Kush pack propaganda got these hoes stuntin'
Let me clear the smell with this cocaine
And it's sick how I ball no Rogaine
Oh man, Kidd with the gas no propane
No games, grippin on a joy stick, point aim
Let it rip, let the blood drip on thе melody
Let it be, livin' for thе cause what you tellin' me
I do this for all of my niggas
I do this for all of my bitches
I do this for all of the hustlers
I do this for all y'all who with it
I do it and do it alone
I'm doing this shit on my own
I'm doing this shit for my village yeah
I'm doing this shit to be strong
Pullin' up, pullin' up I got a mask on
See the same fuck boy that was hatin' on the last song
Act wrong, they gon' hear that bullet when that blast gon'
Get the cash, then I clip his ass hit the back door
Jump inside the all black 'Yota then I mash
Cop me a .40 that was colder than the last
Celebrate a win with my youngin's on the move
And I made "A Sweet Lick" just to put me in that mood
Real talk man, I ain't never been the one to talk man
Hoppin' off the porch with a BB and some pellets
Actin' careless, I was fearless, had the pride and the heart game
Talkin' out the side of your neck get protection
Cause these soldiers I be with lookin' through the red dot aim
Trappin' out the fort with a TV and a dresser full of pressure
Tryna' sell it than we move it out the box man
Than we move it out the box
Use to puttin bank rolls in a shoe box
2 or 3 bands stuffed in a tube sock
Use to movin' work out when it's too hot
Ask my nigga Gucci he'll tell you no lie
And my OGs was used to movin' the bass
Try to make a play you'll leave with 2 in your face
Do it for the niggas that never knew they was great
And if you on the bottom I know that you could relate
This shit for you
Just for you
Just for you
Just for you
Just for you
I do this for all of my niggas
I do this for all of my bitches
I do this for all of the hustlers
I do this for all y'all who with it
I do it and do it alone
I'm doing this shit on my own
I'm doing this shit for my village yeah
I'm doing this shit to be strong
I do this for all of my niggas
I do this for all of the hustlers
I do it and do it alone
I'm doing this shit for my village yeah
I'm doing this shit to be strong
I do this for all of my bitches
I do this for all y'all who with it
I'm doing this shit on my own
I'm doing this shit to be strong
Just for you
Just for you
Just for you
Just for you